While I wasn’t crushed like because he brought it up before, I was pissed and a little heartbroken that he would be so blatant and talk about it to his friends while laughing. After that, I dumped his conniving ass and I wasn’t prepared to jump into anything serious for a while, but then I met Sye and… the realization strikes me.
Damn… a bitch might have been a lil too awe struck and let some shit slide.
Groaning, I sit back, lulling my head and looking at the ceiling before I stand, water cascading down my body and spilling on the floor. I step over the tub and stomp to the living room, where I find them sitting exactly where I told them to sit, but when they see me bust in the door, they sit up and lick their lips. Their tails thump so hard on the floor that it sounds like construction workers are hammering against the floor.
I can tell they want to say something to me, but before they can, I blurt out the question that’s been on my mind.
“How did you all fall in love with me? What made you guys choose me together?”
“Mama!” Yamir drools. “How can we not where you look like that?” he shudders, panting.
“Gmertis fici(by The Source), yes… you… fuck, Mama, you’re torturing us on purpose,” Enzo whines, smacking his lips
“Answer the question!” I narrow my eyes at them, and Slater swallows, twitching while trying to keep it together.
“Mama, we’re being honest, how could we not love you? You were made for us. You are everything to us. We knew from the moment we met you at the shelter,” he answers, and that makes me pause.
“Wait… at the shelter?”My ex would sometimes allow me to volunteer at his job…I cock my head to the side, confused. “Oh, did you guys volunteer as well? I… I don’t remember seeing you there…”
“Volunteer?” Slater groans, eyes roaming hungrily over my body.
“No, we were taken there looking something like this,” Enzo states, and before I can ask what he means, I damn near jump back, shocked they start…I don’t know what the fuck they’re doing!
“WHOA!” I gasp, mouth aghast at the shift from the three massive, muscular men back. It’s a blur of shadows and snapping bones. One second they are sitting in front of me and the next, the penthouse is filled with three of the most beautiful, terrifying beasts I have ever seen.
They look likeBlack Belgian Malinois, but dangerous and monstrous, sleek, muscular, and built like literal shadows. Their coats are like polished Stygian black that looks as if they will absorb all the light of the room. Their deep red eyes glow with anintelligence that is unnervingly human, but the fire in them has my heart pounding.
“My God, you’re all huge,” I mutter, and they are…they’re about the size of me standing.Our penthouse immediately grows hot as they begin to move, bodies flowing around me like a dark tide. The only defining things about them are the collars, which surprisingly have grown with them… they must be specially made.I need to ask them later cause that’s some DBZ Saiyan armor shit.
But seeing them, I pause in realization. When I volunteered at the shelter, I saw three beautiful black Belgian Malinois that, unlike the rest of the dogs, didn’t look like strays based on their cleanliness and the health of their teeth, according to my ex.
But while they were there, any time I came by, I would take care of them. I loved those dogs and even considered adopting them since no one ever came by to pick them up, but I broke up with my ex and never went back to the animal shelter.
I’d always thought about them until I met Sye a week later…
“Wow… I thought you guys were eventually adopted, but you were with me, huh?”
They whine, and I notice that Yamir is the first to reach me. He lets out a low, vibrating huff and circles my waist, his sleek side pressing firmly against my legs. Then comes Enzo. He’s more frantic, his tail whipping back and forth so hard it thuds against the sofa. He nudges my hand with his wet nose, forcing me tolook at him, before he lets out a soft yip and starts licking my palms with a broad, warm tongue.
Slater stays in front of me and sits back on his haunches, his ears perked and alert, watching me with a steady, intense gaze. All I can do is gape at them in awe, breathless. I reach out, hugging them, resting my head against their soft, velvet fur.
“You're all so beautiful,” I whisper, my voice trembling, and even though I’m still a bit out of it, I can’t help but sink my hands into their mane.
Immediately, the circle closes in. I’m swallowed by black fur and the heat of their bodies. They sniffle at my neck, their wet noses huffing against my skin as they take in every inch of my scent before they all start licking my ears, nuzzling my stomach, and letting out these tiny, needy whimpers.
“So you left the shelter and what? Followed me?” I whisper to them. They yip, barking, basically saying yes, and I snort out a laugh. “So y’all stalked me and… as a matter of fact, shift back and tell me what you did!” They look at one another, then step back, and I watch them shift back into their human forms, though still keeping the furry ears and tails. They watch me silently. “So… don’t just stand there. Tell me what you did.”
“Can’t you already tell?” Yamir huffs, watching me, muscles flexing, as he kisses my neck.
“Yeah, but I wanty’allto tell me.”
“Tell you what, sweetness?” Enzo bites at my stomach, watching me, causing me to shudder out a breath.
“Tell me the truth.” I swallow, not taking my eyes off them.
“So you want us to bluntly say we stalked you… watched you… feened for you, snuck into your home and embedded ourselves into your dreams where we three would have our way with you, and then came up with a plan to make you ours? Isthatwhat you want us to say?” Slater asks, kissing my lips, making me moan.
“Y-yeah… th-that.”
